It was as if their comrades had vanished into thin air. His men exchanged nervous glances, the weight of their situation pressing down on them. Arale’s mind raced, each step forward feeling like a step deeper into danger.
He knew that any wrong move could trigger a deadly confrontation with the crew. The tension was suffocating, every creak of the ship’s hull making them jump. The absence of his missing team gnawed at him. He could sense they were being watched by an unseen enemy.